There used to be this kid that hung out at the park, talking shit, telling tales taller than the Empire State Building. Everyone knew he was full of shit, but people would let him cast his line out, and spin his web of lies. He would make claims of sprinkling everything from heroin, LSD, and ecstasy onto blunts he smoked, which was his excuse for losing every game of SKATE he ever entered. He only had one trick, which he could barely land, and he’d try it on every obstacle he encountered. That one kid they all teased, until he said Enough. That kid was..... me.